[i] ‘Well, it’s just my luck to meet the awkward one of our group’ [/i] he thinks to himself. He tries to be as courteous as he possibly can be but he knows that he’s not going to get any more out of agent California tonight.

“It’s alright, you’ve probably been focusing more on yourself than the competition, but anyway you’ve already eaten by the looks of things and I’m starving so I’ll catch you around. Look for the black and red armour, you’ll see me.”

 Iowa notices the others are heading this way and decides it would be best to wait, after all he didn’t want to intrude on their conversation. He grabbed some grub and sat on a table with his data pad, he his body language open in case they would want to sit down near him, whilst he waited he turned on his data pad to watch the rest of the Griff-ball match he had missed, after all it was his favourite sport.